After 3 years i am here in my land,my village.What i am feeling? Something special.My new home.The trees,birds,rivers,friends,flowers,wind....hoooh.
Now i realize what i missed.Each and every moment in that desert i missed myself.I am spoiling my life for money.Or what else i can do?.
Is night this much beautiful ?.I remember my childhood.In every night my grand mother ,she tells us stories about moon,heroes,war......etc.I used to lay in her lap and listen the stories some time i feels moon also want to listen the stories and he come closer to us.She passed away 2 years before.Today i went to that place where she was buried.Two drops of tears with prayer ,
what else i can give to her?.
Memories.........Only the memories will last.I want that memories to keep closer to my heart.Its my own....my own....
Jan 09
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